Obituary for drivers permit

After being tossed and torn For one whole year 366 days My drivers permit finally passed on. On July 2nd, 2011. Although it's predicted date of death was July 1st, 2011, It lived to see another day!

I feel bad for all the tedious traveling it had to endure. It's been to Iowa, Wisconsin, Minnesota, and all through Illinois. It used to love going to volleyball tournaments And to Walmart late at night But sometimes it couldn't endure the endless country music that was too loud for its own good

It was lazy. Simple as that. It didn't like having to travel from one car to the next, it was too much of a hassle. It just liked to sit in the middle counsel and eavesdrop on conversations. It did get quite tossed around too, and this did cause it pain. Sometimes it got folded and sometimes spilt on And at those time it wasn't too happy But at least it will no longer have to suffer.

While it did live quite the life in my opinion, It did gain some valuable information by eavesdropping every single day After 366 days of life, it passed on the the brutal DMV, And was buried in a large manila envelope Where it would get further buried into the landfill at some point after decay.

No memorial service will be held Because it's time to move onto bigger and better objects Such as my drivers license!

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